
I almost feel a reverberation of stars sporadically spread across a vast darkness
And just as nearly, hear their cries of errant emotions tucked in loneliness
As they peer down at eyes like mine in a sad and longing fashion
Relating all too well to both our relatable existences
There’re some things designed by heaven that are void of explanation by words
Not even colors could dare come close for expressions
No, emotions are the Holy Grail of true unfettered communication
And when we deny emotions, we deny a divine language and delivery
Denial: a byproduct of human fear, sowed amidst flowers or stars by darkness alone
Fear that hesitates as a scolded child that has not eagerly misbehaved
Darkness, that illegitimately slithered through the Holy Garden of Eden
Emotions are a fruit afforded humanity to know and learn
Emotions bare forth charity and love from their soul
How could we ever bequeath what… we’ve never known?
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